Zhao Yan drank a little wine with a few friends and listened to a few songs until he returned to the palace at night.

Seeing him walking to the left, the people waiting around him thought that he had drunk too much, and hurriedly reminded: "Your Highness, that is the residence of the princess over there." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yan glanced back at him, signaled him to shut up, and then continued his way.

The attendant didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly followed him with a lantern, and the two came to the outside of the master's bedroom one after the other.

"This, why is there no one on night duty outside." After saying that, he stretched his neck and wanted to shout inside, but before the words could be spoken, he was stopped by Zhao Yan.

"It's none of your business here, let's go back......"

How dare the attendant, he bowed down and said, "Your Highness, it's been this hour, and the princess is probably asleep." ”

"If you want to go back, go back, what so much nonsense." With that, he walked inside.

The attendant was reprimanded by him, and he didn't dare to follow him anymore, and he didn't dare to leave seriously, so he had to wait obediently in place.

Zhao Yan came to the outside of the bedroom, and without a trace of hesitation, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door.

However, the door did not move, and he pushed it again in confusion to confirm that the door had been latched from the inside.

After thousands of calculations, I didn't calculate that she would give herself a closed door.

Zhao Yan twisted his eyebrows and knocked on the door patiently: "Madam, open the door." ”

There was no response.

This woman was angry with him and hid from herself, Zhao Yan knew it, and he also gave her enough time to adjust her mentality.

However, more than half a month has passed, and she is still angry with herself, and she still threw face at herself in public yesterday, without leaving any husband and wife affection.

He had to educate her well tonight and let her know what it should be like to be his Zhao Yan's wife?

Thinking of this, he knocked on the door with another two percent, such a big movement, how could the people inside wake up, however, there was no response.

Zhao Yan's face sank: "Zhao Fu, open the door." This Zhao Fu has already hidden a gloom.

But the people inside still turned a deaf ear, and it seemed that they were competing with him.

Zhao Yan stood there, looking at the closed door, and turned away with a blushing face.

Xu Weiqiu, who was lying in the futon, let out a long breath when he heard the footsteps outside the door.

In fact, he was already awake when he first knocked on the door, but he just didn't want to open the door.

She feels that she is right, she has the soul of the 21st century, and believes that a female surname should be self-reliant.

And this man is in such an era, and he thinks that women are dependent on men.

She knew that he was not wrong either, but he was not the same.

She didn't want to see him because she wanted to escape, but once the two quarreled, they would definitely fight, and once they tore their faces, they wouldn't look good.

She was completely sleepy by him, lifted the futon and went down, a fox fur was spread on the ground, and she walked barefoot to the candlestick.

As soon as he picked up the fire fold and lit the candlestick on the table, a gust of wind blew in, and the candle flame shook violently.

Is the window not closed? It shouldn't be.

She walked to the window in confusion, and as soon as she got closer, she saw a black shadow breaking through the mullions, Xu Weiqiu screamed in fright, and someone came to cover her mouth.

"Stop screaming, it's me!"

Xu Weiqiu heard that it was her husband's voice, and looked at the broken window lattice, and immediately became unhappy: "His Royal Highness the King of Ling, what are you doing?" ”

"What do you think I'm going to do?" Zhao Yan looked at her condescendingly, and his deep eyes were a little terrifying against the background of the candlelight.

"Keep this king out, you woman is really bold!" As he spoke, he pressed against her.

Before Xu Weiqiu could speak, he was pressed against the window and kissed on the counter, and one hand became irregular.

Is this a hooligan? Or is it a ruffian, breaking through the window and entering for this?

Xu Weiqiu tasted the taste of wine from his mouth, and dared to love this person for drinking wine and running away to play drunk and go crazy.

Xu Weiqiu was so disappointed that she reached out to push him.

A hint of gloom flashed in the man's eyes, but the more she strained her hands, the more intense he kissed, as if declaring his ownership as a husband.

Xu Weiqiu struggled to no avail, and as soon as his heart was crossed, he opened his teeth and gritted down.

"Hey......"

Zhao Yan was in pain and let go of her, the anger in his eyes burning intensely under the candlelight.

He clamped her chin with one hand, and his handsome face was as cold as ice: "Dare to bite me? It's because I'm too used to you! ”

Blood snaked down from the corners of his mouth, and it was very evil and terrifying.

He stared at the face in front of him with narrow eyes, and at this moment, in his eyes, this was a pampered and delicate woman.

Xu Weiqiu was shocked, she didn't expect her bite to be so heavy.

She turned her face away, and the words of apology never came out.

The hand in his throat slid down and held her throat, and Xu Weiqiu realized that the situation he was in .......

Zhao Yan choked on the blood, and the pain in his mouth was hot, which made him lose his interest. The pulse of the woman's neck beat faster and faster in his palm, and he knew very well that as long as he only needed five fingers to exert himself at this moment, the woman's neck would be broken alive.

Seeing the frightened look in the woman's eyes, Zhao Yan slowly let go of his hand, opened the door and walked out without looking back......

Xu Weiqiu was stunned and pestleed in place.

The cold wind poured in from the windowsill and outside the door, and Xu Weiqiu couldn't help but shiver! ——

Something is wrong, something is so wrong.

Knowing that the master was grounded by His Royal Highness the King of Tombs, Jin Nuo didn't feel anything, because she could clearly feel that the master's mental outlook was still good.

However, these days are different.

A few days ago, she saw that the window lattice of her master's bedroom was broken, and she thought that the palace had been robbed, but her master only said lightly that it was blown by too strong a wind at night.

Who believes? Why doesn't the wind blow anywhere, and picks the window lattice of her bedroom to destroy it?

Under Sister Haitang's repeated curious questioning, the master said that His Royal Highness the King of Lingqi was drunk and crazy.

This is a conflict between the husband and wife, and it is possible to make the windows like this, and you can imagine how intense the situation was at that time.

These days, their masters are always preoccupied, and they don't even get the wood that they like to tinker with on weekdays.

The other aunts in the house flattered His Highness in every way, but their master did the opposite and avoided his husband.

In their eyes, these handmaidens were really anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

Haitang glanced at the master who was sitting at the table and buttoned his nails, and couldn't help asking:

"Madam, why don't you go and play with the young masters and young ladies today?"

Xu Weiqiu pursed her lips, with a listless expression: "Yi'er doesn't like me to mingle with them very much, so I dragged the children to Sister Yang." ”

(End of chapter)